Ghaib Clinic: 3 Javanese Swordsman

Bab55s. The Marriage of Thunder and Trisnya

A week after the incident in the forest, everything seemed so normal as ever. The sun shone so brightly, barging in through the cracks of doors and windows. Accompanied by the chirping of finches that seemed to be the song of the morning greeters.

Jagad out of the room wearing a batik shirt complete with black formal pants that so fit with his tall body. He walked while wearing a watch. His lips whistled, following Heru and his parents who had been waiting in front of the house. All looked so compact wearing batik with matching motifs and colors.

Nawang was also seen sleeping in Handayani's sling. Wearing a pink dress that is so well suited to her white skin.

"It's 6 o'clock, let's go! Let's not be late to see Thunder ijab qabul." It looks like Aryo who is so excited to watch the wedding of Thunder and Trisnya which will be carried out this morning.

Jagad immediately got into the car that Baskoro had prepared for his family since a few days ago. Without waiting any longer, he immediately drove the car to arrive at the event venue.

The trip to the city where Trisnya lived took approximately 2 and a half hours from their home. Fortunately, the road is not too jammed today. They reached Trisnya's place just as Thunder and his family had just arrived.

Looks yellow janur installed in front of the family home Trisnya. Rumblings sounded from the voices of the residents who were being hired, preparing all the needs to entertain guests who were present. Not to forget, the loud sound of music typical of wedding events that flow, as if welcoming their arrival.

"Lucky yes ..A stubborn super duper like Mas Gun, can get a wife as patient and beautiful as Mbak Trisnya," seloroh Heru when he saw the photo of the two brides attached along the road of the house courtyard.

"He's using the skyline, Her. Backingannya central, do not playful ampuhnya! Hahaha ...," Timpal.

At the time of Heru, Jagad and Aryo walked after Thunder who had prepared at the location of ijab qabul will be held. Handayani chose to bring Nawang to the house of one of the residents who used as a place to decorate the bride and groom.

It looks Trisnya who has been wearing a white kebaya complete with a bun and bow mentul typical of solo brides. He smiled gracefully greeting Handayani who came carrying Nawang towards him.

"Thank you, Buk. It has taken time all the way here," he said while hugging Handayani.

"Yes, Nduk. I don't want to miss your happy moments. You're really ready, aren't you, Nduk?" ask Handayani.

"Damnit, Buk. God willing, the Triss is ready." Seen a smile sumringah from the face of ayu Trisnya. Making Handayani smile should you hear it.

Her trice gently caressed Nawang's delicate cheeks. Her net suddenly brushed, when she realized soon she would be the mother of the adorable figure in Handayani's arms.

"May I carry, Buk?" ask Trissya.

"You sure?" asked Handayani and was nodding back by her Trisnya.

Trisnya smoothly took Nawang into his hand sling. He took it for a while, then took it to where his parents were changing clothes.

"Sir, Buk. This is Nawang, my son ...," Tris said with a charming smile. He seemed so happy to introduce Nawang to his extended family.

"Goddess, Nduk. Very beautiful," said Nia while taking Nawang from her Tris sling. Everyone seemed so sincere about accepting Nawang's presence.

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Thunder had sat preparing in front of the ruler, waiting for his Tris to arrive with a feeling that was hard to describe in words. Seen several times he squeezed his fingers that felt cold. Many times he also exhaled rough breath, to just expel the groggy feeling that began to spread.

"Groves, Gun? Need me to replace it?" jagad is one of the witnesses at his wedding.

"Hush, your lamb!" timpal Aryo who accidentally heard Jagad's words.

"Astagfirullah, his mouth needs to be in ruqyah, Pakde. Please it be realized first, goods when there is a sticky," replied Thunder.

Lukman who heard the babbling of his son-in-law was only able to laugh softly while shaking his head.

"Hahahah .. joke, Gun. But if possible also gapapa," added Jagad accompanied by slow laughter.

From a distance, it looks Trisnya who is walking gracefully in the company of the mother and some relatives. His charm was really able to make everyone who was there reluctant to take their eyes off, especially Thunder.

The woman kindly smiled and nodded towards the guests who were looking at her in astonishment. Until suddenly, his smile disappeared when he saw a man staring vengefully at him from a distance. Unknowingly, his steps also stopped just like that.

"Bagas," he murmured in his heart.

"Nduk, why? Come your future husband is waiting" whispered Nia resuscitated her Tris.

"Eh, not papa Buk." Trisnya again continued his steps towards where Thunder was.

Trisnya sat beside Thunder by holding the feeling of shame mixed with shame, waiting for the seconds of the sacred promise from the lover of heart.

He tried hard to calm his heart. From happiness that is so difficult to express with words. At the same time, anxiety will be the arrival of Bagas who carries such powerful anger energy.

Bagas is Tris' only boyfriend. The man he knew while working at the factory had repeatedly expressed his love for him. However, Trisnya repeatedly refused and asked him to bury the feeling. Because the girl's heart was already fully possessed by Thunder, and had no intention of sharing it with anyone at all.

Trisnya tepis all bad feelings. And looked back in the shade towards the future husband who was preparing to make a sacred promise in front of his parents.

"I received his marriage and marriage, Trisnya Indriyani bint Lukman Darsono with a dowry of 23 grams of gold, 2 land certificates, one car unit and a set of prayer equipment paid in cash!" thunder said so loudly.

SAH ...!

There was a loud cry from the invited guests present. The prayers also exchanged rings between the two brides.

Thunder and Trisnya looked at each other haru. Clear circles just fall out of the net pelupuk. Prayer was also softened from the lips of Thunder, before the man finally landed a warm kiss on the head of the wife so gently.

After the procession of ijab qabul is completed, the event continues with a traditional Solo reception. All invited guests are presented with a variety of special dishes and also entertainment famous karawitan orchestra in the area.

All the guests seemed to enjoy the whole series of events. Eating dishes that are more dominant in the sweet taste while listening to the strains of Javanese songs that sound so touching and polite in the ear.

The haru and sacred atmosphere was so overwhelming. Especially when the procession sungkem, which is colored with puddles of tears. Where Guntur had to hold tight in the chest, married without being accompanied by his biological parents, and replaced by his uncle and grandmother.

"Sindene ayu-ayu, Her!" whispered the Jagad to Heru beside him.

"Hahahaha .. Mango Mas, appeared in front of the same duet one of the sinden, nyumbang song. Who knows if there is a nyantol," suggested Heru who was enjoying a plate of clear soup containing slices of carrots, mushrooms, chicken, and some vegetables served.

Just now Heru finished speaking, seen a pair of eyes that stared intently at him. The figure was none other than Nyi Kinasih who suddenly stood beside Jagad. Suddenly it made Heru choke and become the center of attention.

"Neg, Nyi!" said softly Heru to the figure who looked at him.

Jagad who noticed Nyi Kinasih's sharp gaze turned to him, only trying to calm down while occasionally clearing his throat. Resisting the terrified roar of hearts with the anger of the figure beside him.

On the sidelines of the festive festivities, Thunder suddenly coughed with fresh blood spurting from his mouth. He fell leaning on her Tris lap who started crying in panic.

Jagad, Heru and Aryo immediately ran towards Thunder at the same time. The music suddenly stopped by itself. Making everyone who was in that place panic and fear.

Handayani ran in her arms holding a nawang who continued to cry hysterically, heading to where Thunder and Trisnya were. Happiness feels destroyed instantly, changing cries that are mutually simple.

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